Boom!
The sound like thunder pierced the sky.
In the vast scene, a bitter cold pervaded every inch of air.
It was a murderous aura.
A murderous aura that reached the purest extre!
Terrifying.
Fearful and uneasy.
Stunned, even to the point of losing one's soul.
Various complex emotions filled the hearts of all the onlookers present.
Who, who exactly is this person?
"I should thank you for connecting us?"
Chen Yang spoke again, his voice was very clear, like a vintage wine, leisurely but with lingering strength.
Yet such a simple sentence was deafening, making Qi Song almost go deaf, his limbs trembling.
Especially noticing, this young man, seemingly unmatched in strength, was looking down at him, Qi Song felt like he'd seen the Grim Reaper.
The Grim Reaper's gaze.
With trembling fear, he raised his hand, wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and for a long ti, dared not move.
Slap.
Suddenly, a slap exploded loudly.
The burly Qi Song imdiately flipped in the air, and upon landing, even though his whole body ached unbearably, he dared not lift his head to look at the person before him.
Mr. Qi: "..."
Everyone: "..."
"Stand up."
These three brief words were as shocking as lightning, making Qi Song afraid to speak.
As he struggled to climb, before he could stand steadily, another slap landed on his face, leaving five clear fingerprints instantly, and his whole body crashed into the nearby wall.
The scene was silent.
Between heaven and earth, there was tranquility.
Mr. Qi and Yuan Jing were both stunned, as were the villagers watching; just a mont ago, Qi Song had been haughty and commanding, yet now he lay on the ground like a dead dog, not daring to breathe?
This...
Hiss.
The atmosphere on the scene almost solidified.
Even the dozen people who had co with Qi Song were silent and dared not move.
Drip.
Scarlet blood trickled down from Qi Song's cheek, he wished he could faint directly, it was too terrifying.
After a long ti, Qi Song finally regained his senses, repeatedly begging with his forehead, "I'll contact him right away."
Slap.
Chen Yang lit a cigarette and said, "After making this call, tell how you want to die."
Qi Song: "..."
Gulp.
He swallowed deeply, his face ashen.
Even in his dreams, he couldn't have imagined that it was just a long-unseen cousin, who seed so frail, how could this involve such a powerful figure?
"Who, who exactly are you?"
After quite so ti, Mr. Qi summoned the courage to ask, when had he ever seen such a scene?
"I'll tell you when I kill you."
Chen Yang glanced at him lightly and said indifferently.
Mr. Qi: "..."
Everyone: "..."
So, the aning is, soone is really going to be killed today?
This...
On the other side.
Qi Song had already notified the force behind him, which was the Zhao Family's patriarch, Zhao Qing.
Out of fear, he simply said one thing, asking Zhao Qing to co quickly, the sooner the better.
As for what the situation would be when they arrived...
Qi Song didn't dare to think about it, nor could he manage anything else, his own life was uncertain.
The wind and rain were pouring.
At this mont in front of the courtyard, the onlookers were anxious but none dared to leave halfway, staying put with cautious vigilance.
anwhile.
As the head of the family, Zhao Qing, although almost sixty, was still vibrant and full of vigor, his love for won hadn't changed over the decades.
Qi Song showed him the photo of Gu Zhiqing, which indeed amazed him.
So today, despite the heavy rain, he ca in person, intending to bring Gu Zhiqing ho.
Having always lived in high position, it was always he who gave orders and others who obeyed, yet today he was ordered by Qi Song?
To hurry, and the sooner the better?
"Haha..."
This spirited and vigorous old man grinned, showing yellow teeth, "This dog, does he take himself for a human?"
"I'll butcher you later."
Along the way, he received another urging call from Qi Song.
Zhao Qing was enraged, realizing the situation was amiss, and suspected Qi Song faced trouble.
"Looks like soone is challenging , Zhao Qing?" Zhao Qing didn't take it too seriously, grinning, "Counting the days, today is a good day to kill a batch of people."
Approximately twenty minutes later.
Zhao Qing led the wedding procession to the destination.
"Who dares to ss with Zhao Qing's affairs, you're tired of living, if you're sensible..."
Zhao Qing shouted arrogantly, but halfway through, he spotted the pitiful Qi Song, and to his horror, over a hundred young n, holding swords, filled the scene.
At that mont, these people simultaneously turned their gaze toward him.
Sharp glances like arrows chilled him to the bone.
"This..."
Zhao Qing imdiately froze, in his view surpassing Qi Song's, couldn't he tell these were top-tier experts?
Hiss!!
The next second, Zhao Qing almost fell off his horse, gritting his teeth toward Qi Song, "You bastard, you're setting up?"
Qi Song lowered his head, silent.
He wanted to warn, but dared not.
"Is he the one doing business for you?"
Chen Yang lit a cigarette again, glanced at the ti, "You've co fairly promptly, but it's good, sooner dead, sooner reborn."
Zhao Qing: "..."
Such a succinct sentence, made Zhao Qing's whole body stiff, his eyes fixed on Chen Yang.
"Who, who are you?"
After a pause, Zhao Qing forced himself to collect his thoughts and asked quietly.
With wary eyes, Chen Yang stepped forward, and the mont he landed, even the entire ground trembled.
Boom!
Zhao Qing's eyes widened, before he could turn around, a piercing pain spread through his body, cracks began splitting open.
"No, no..."
He shook his head desperately, but before he could plead for rcy, his whole body disintegrated in mid-air, a mist of blood blossod, quickly washed away by rain.
This visually impactful scene left all witnesses stunned, their souls scattered.
Chen Yang looked on indifferently, walked toward Chen Shuai, and pointed a finger at Qi Song, "Him, cut down."
Qi Song: "..."
About to speak, he saw a group of sword-wielding n walk toward him, expressionless.
Slash!
In a flash, this young man, who thought he could soar after today, was hacked to death at his doorstep.
"Tell , how did you find ?"
Chen Yang, hands behind his back, stared at Chen Shuai and asked calmly.
"..."
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